SK and I had a short week after the annual Sibling Derby Weekend. 2026 was at Black Bear Resort and Casino, a new venue for all of us because the sibs had tickets to a concert after the race: food was really good, rooms have all been redone and were lovely, bed was way too… Continue reading Intermission: It’s Been a Weird Week
Tag: What the HELL
Romance is a Minefield
So in this morning's neighborhood Face-space group, which is often full of the usual messy racist, classist diatribes by "anonymous123456" users and occasionally punctuated with gloriously kind or wholesome posts, a man seemingly forgot it was not a dating app. His pic was clean cut and suited, his description was vague and well written and… Continue reading Romance is a Minefield
I Am Not an Influencer
So I got this super cool email from my publisher today: he sent it to all the authors for free marketing. The hitch: I'd have to do a VIDEO for DS and send it to the much-better-known witch on social media, who will then post the videos regularly on their socials to market. It's a… Continue reading I Am Not an Influencer
An Unexpected Visit
So, a couple weeks ago I posted I was about to have my first Zometa infusion and cross all the things and all that. The universe put together some, hmm, interesting factors the week after that appointment that led to an interruption in my regularly scheduled programming, which also (annoyingly) led to me missing Paganicon… Continue reading An Unexpected Visit
My WHAT Could Die? aka reasons cancer is chronic illness
Jump on the bitch bus peeps, the ride's a doozy. In today's episode of why breast cancer is an unceasing ride of indignities, I give you a few details from an essay I'm working on about the definition of grit. When I finished* cancer treatment six years ago this summer. Wait. Not far enough back.… Continue reading My WHAT Could Die? aka reasons cancer is chronic illness
An End, A Beginning
At the end of last winter I bought myself cross country skiing gear. I had a hysterectomy between Yule and New Years in 2024/2025, so there wasn't any point in getting geared up during the season, but I wanted to be ready for this winter. This winter has been a little wild with house renovations… Continue reading An End, A Beginning
The Yeeting of 2024 and Round 2
In the scheme of all my life, the last couple of months will be little more than a blip of unpleasant time in an otherwise pretty decent year. I had to wait until I was off the heavy pain meds to write this update: apologies for the delay. So, for those who need a recap:… Continue reading The Yeeting of 2024 and Round 2
Round 2? Fall 2024 is a Sh*tshow.
A week ago, SK and I took the horde to Disney World as a way to honor his mom and make memories. It was amazing and exhausting. First time flights were had, boundaries were stretched, new foods tried, rides were ridden, shops were shopped, and ultimately feet were tired out. I averaged twelve thousand steps… Continue reading Round 2? Fall 2024 is a Sh*tshow.
Neighborliness in the Land of Passive Aggression
Ranty post ahead. Proceed with caution (or ignore it). 🙂 So, I live about five miles outside of a town of about 25,000 people. The youngest member of the horde would correct me with the exact population if he was here, because he has a great mind for PRECISION and insists on exact time and… Continue reading Neighborliness in the Land of Passive Aggression
Not a Master Task Juggler
Happy Valentine's Day to me, from SK. Contrary to rumors started by my new reading glasses stand, I am still here. I started the new job this week on Wednesday, which turned out to be a massively positive move. I was stressed about the change (because even good change is stressful and requires rejiggering of… Continue reading Not a Master Task Juggler
No Pithy Phrase 